This is the story of a sad young girl.

Who feels old and out of place in this world.

She sees people as more and feels what they feel.

Sometimes she wonders if she is even real.

She cries quite often locked in her room.

She rarely blames others, she doesn't have the courage to fume.

She keeps her genuine feelings bottled up inside.

She is afraid of who she is so her true self she hides.

No one really knows her, she feels quite alone.

She is often betrayed by others or merely "thrown a bone".

She doesn't know how to handle the pain she feels inside.

So she resorts to other things in which she rarely confides.

Music is the only thing that keeps her from dying.

Music is the only thing in which she doesn't take to lying.

She breathes the music and feels the music like nothing else.

The music sees and accepts her like no else.